Relocated - 569

Yhwh wasn't completely sure how to feel about this. On one hand, it was only fair that they did not want his faith to cover the entire universe, but at the same time, there was no harm in his faith being spread. It only helped people.

It was only out of pure selfishness that they did not want his faith to spread. Yhwh somewhat distanced himself from the Cosmic Sect and the Outsiders. They had only helped him so fervently because they had a common enemy, not because they truly care about him or his believers.

He had almost mistaken them as true allies. Yhwh took his followers out of those areas and brought them with others. 

Regardless of what the Cosmic Sect or the Outsiders wanted, he was strong enough to disregard them if he truly wanted to. It was only out of kindness that he agreed.

Millions of years passed steadily, and Yhwh was content with his rate of growth. That was until he received a message, or rather a request. 

This request was not only from the Cosmic Sect and the Outsiders, but signed on and agreed on by every major power that controlled at least one creation in the universe.

They heavily requested that he bring all of his followers to one Universal Sector and not expand beyond that. The universal sector would be the one where he was born, Universal Sector 6.

Yhwh was stunned as he looked at the message. They did not even have the face to come to him directly.

Did they really believe that he was someone inferior to them?

He stormed out of where he was residing immediately. He traveled to the Outsiders Main Headquarters.

There were not many beings here, but all of them were Sages.

Yhwh arrived and stood in front of the Headquarters. Without a word, countless golden threads burst out from his body.

A giant finger formed that directly crashed down. The Headquarters was destroyed, and the leader of the Outsiders resisted the finger with his full strength. They had been able to see it, but only because Yhwh had allowed them too.

The Outsider leader solemnly looked around, but Yhwh was gone.

At the Cosmic Sect, Yhwh did things a bit differently. There were too many normal beings in the Cosmic Sect, each of which would perish from a devastating attack.

Yhwh found a location in the Cosmic Sect that had multiple Sage realm cultivators. The temporary leader of the Cosmic Sect was not responsible for the request as he did not care about such a thing. Instead, a Sage in charge of outer affairs had collaborated with the major powers of the universe to send it.

He was in the building. A golden finger descended. This Sage was not as powerful as the Outsider leader. He was nearly crippled by the finger, and Yhwh left.

This was his warning. Don't make him an enemy. Ye Li could force them into helplessness, and Yhwh could do the same if he truly tried. He was simply a good person.

Over the next million years, he used the golden threads to cooperate with his more powerful followers. They gathered a bunch of beings that believed in him and all met up, then being taken to another meeting place by a more powerful cultivator, and so on until they were brought to Universal Sector 6.

In the end, Yhwh followed this request. However, this was as far as he would allow it to go. Also, any being outside of the Universal Sector that gained faith in him through various methods left behind could freely enter without being stopped.

This was the farthest he would allow it to go. With his warning, it seemed that the others had understood as well. He didn't want to fight against the universe, but if he was truly forced, he would do it without hesitation.

It seemed that this was the true nature of powerful beings. The Outsiders and the Cosmic Sect hadn't been enemies as soon as the Outsiders came, but became enemies later on. There had not truly been a reason for the Cosmic Sect to be so overbearing. Later, the Outsiders acted similarly. Yhwh sighed and ignored them for now.

In a way, this turned out to be somewhat of a good thing. Now, all of his followers were much less spread out.

Yhwh created a central point of it all. He called it the Faith palace. All of his powerful followers were able to gather here. Even his mortal followers were within reach. It became a densely populated area, one where you could see both Mortals and Sages. The Faith palace was huge, though the actual palace itself was not that big. It was the gathering point of Faith, and Yhwh had never felt so close to his believers.

Ever since leaving the planet he had first been born on, he had usually only gained the faith of his followers and had never personally seen them again, but now he could see all of them whenever he wanted.

No longer were they solely connected through golden threads.

Yhwh held a meeting. His most powerful followers directly joined him in the Faith palace, but every single one of his followers at this time could see him. This was a live meeting, one where as many beings as were in a Universal Sector were watching, all concentrated on one area.

Yhwh discussed many things, sharing his appreciation and goals. One thing that stood out among the entire meeting was his desire to increase his faith even further. 

Anyone could help do it, Mortal or Sage. How? Reproduce!

With more and more beings being born, his faith would naturally grow. The current Faith palace only took up an area equivalent to that of a filament, so there was plenty of space left in the Universal Sector.

Since his Faith would be growing for him, Yhwh focused on comprehending Faith to a deeper level. He would always remember how his enemy had been inventing new ways to use his power, especially that power on his wrist. Even now, Yhwh shivered thinking about it.